Sweet Dreams
Chapter One: The Tease
It had been a long night's work. I was working third shift at a local retail chain store stocking shelves. This was back in the early eighties before they all started staying open 24 hours.
It was 8am and I was supposed to leave at 6. Over time again...I didn't mind, I liked the extra money, I needed it.
I was young, only eighteen and I still lived with my parents. I wanted my own place so I was hoarding money like a miser.
I was back in the stockroom putting up the overstock for the display I had built. I was supposed to be using a ladder to get to the higher shelves but decided to just climb the shelving. The rows of shelves were close enough that I could put a foot on both sides and straddle the isle while putting the boxes on the shelf. Elizabeth, one of the department managers stepped around the corner.
"You know you're supposed to be using a ladder for that..." she said.
At first I thought I was in trouble but then saw the smile form on her face as she picked up the last box and handed it to me. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of her smile. To say I had a thing for her would be an understatement.
Elizabeth was in her early thirties and had a body that most twenty year-old women would die for. She always wore tight dress slacks that showed off her long shapely legs that ended at her perfectly shaped ass. Today she wore a tight white button up dress shirt. That showed off the cleavage of her perfectly formed b-cup breasts.
As I put the last box on the shelf I looked down and had a perfect view. The top two buttons were undone the third was straining to contain the beauty within. Her hair was a dark brunette but what got to me most were her eyes. They seemed to almost glow with what I could only describe as a smoldering sensuality. I could only dream that with the right coaxing I could bring them to a burning flame of passionate desire. I knew there was no way a woman like this would be interested in a kid like me. So I did my best to keep my feelings to myself.
Maybe it was that I was tired, or maybe it was the sight of her looking up at me with those eyes. I slipped, started to fall. She reached up to help brace me. A wave of embarrassment ran through me.
"What a klutz" I thought to myself.
"Are you okay" she asked as I repositioned myself moving my legs down.
I was now standing two shelves lower.
"Yes" I replied, "Just a little tired."
Then I realized she was still bracing me. Her right hand had gone to my left hip. Her left hand grabbed the front waistband of my jeans, right at the top button. Her fingers had slipped just inside as she held on to me. Her face was only a few inches away from my crotch looking up at me. As much as I wanted to keep my feeling to myself my body had its own ideas. I could feel my cock starting to grow at the closeness of her hand.
She was looking me straight in the eyes and a smile came across her face.
"That's why you use ladders" she said, the playfulness still in her voice.
Her right hand left my hip as she moved back a little but her left still held onto the front of my jeans. My cock reached its full potential. I could feel the head pressing against her fingertips. A million emotions ran through me, I couldn't speak.
Her eyes went from mine downward, watching her own hand as she slipped her fingers out of my waistband and slid her hand slowly down the front of my jeans tracing the shape of my cock.
I know it was only a few seconds but for me time went into slow motion I felt my legs tremble as her hand reached the base of my shaft gently rubbing my balls. Every fantasy I had ever had couldn't compare to what I was feeling in this moment.
I had closed my eyes for a second, and then opened them she was looking directly at me again. Her hand slid down my inner thigh then fell away from me.
"Maybe you should go home and get into bed. I wish I could, but I have a long day ahead of me" she said as she turned to walk away.
I looked down noticing the shapeliness of her back, everything about this woman cried out sensuality!
Looking at her walking away from me I noticed there was a sway to her walk I hadn't seen before, confidence or maybe even cockiness.
The sound of her heels on the concrete floor of the stock room seemed to echo as she walked away. Then I heard her say "Sweet Dreams".
Sweet Dreams
Chapter Two: The Fantasy
The drive home was frustrating. All I could think about was Elisabeth, her hand sliding down the front of my jeans, tracing the shape of my hard cock. That seductive dark red lipstick she wore, not over done but just enough to enhance her sensuality. The thought of those lips sliding up and down my cock made me hard again as my foot pressed the gas pedal down a bit farther.
At home I walked quickly to the door. I was only eighteen and lived with my parents. They both worked days so I had the place to myself. I went in and got into the shower. Making it cold hoping that would help my emotions subside, it didn't work. My mind swam with thoughts about her.
I got out of the shower and was still drying myself off as I went to my bedroom. I turned on my radio to the slow jazz station. If my friends knew I listened to music like this they would have called me a sissy. Still, I knew there was a time and place for everything and when it came to thinking about Elizabeth it had to be classy.
I flopped down on the bed, lay back and closed my eyes. I could still hear her voice.
"Sweet dreams," she had said.
And I thought, "If I am awake, is it a dream or a fantasy, definitely a fantasy".
She had been a fantasy of mine for some time now and after this morning's teasing the fire of that fantasy was burning hot. My hand slid down across my washboard abs reaching for my hard cock, gripping it tightly. Thoughts of her eyes, her lips, raced through my mind as my grip loosened a bit and I began to slowly stroke.
"Take your time," I told myself.
I knew that if I were with her I would want to take my time and enjoy every minute. I imagined the warmth of her lips pressing against mine my tongue slipping gently into her mouth, our tongues slowly beginning to swirl around each other, the feeling of our bodies pressing against each other.
My hand began to stoke faster as small, almost electric sensations shot out and into my body. I bit my lower lip to suppress a moan. Damn I was hot.
I thought of kissing my way down her neck to her beautiful breasts, caressing them gently with my hands as I teased her nipples with my lips and tongue.
My hips raised against my stroking hand, then slowly lowered again. My grip tightened as I began to jerk harder, faster. The sensation was becoming more intense.
I fantasized about kissing my way down across her stomach....down... kissing, licking.
I could feel my cum building up. My body wanted to let my desires take over.
"Not too fast, not too fast!" I told myself.
I slowed my stroking as my fantasy led my tongue to her clit, wondering if her hips would lift to meet it. I imagined the exquisite taste as I let my tongue trace down her soft pink lips. Swirling around the entrance where my cock so long to enter.
My desire for her began filling my body. My hand once again started to stoke a little faster, even as I tried to resist.
Would she moan with pleasure as my tongue slid back up to slowly tease on her clit, as I worked it in slow circles around her now hard button.
The electric sensations once again raced through my body. I wanted... no, I needed to cum. I tightened my grip on my cock as I kept the steady rhythm, trying to hold back.
I fantasized that as my tongue worked faster and faster her hands would drop down and grabbed me by the hair pulling my face in tighter.
With my grip still tight I once again increased the speed I was stroking my cock. The sensation was burning through my entire body; it was almost too much to bear.
With my eyes closed I pictured her as she began to near climax her thighs closing tightly around my ears, her hips would rising, as her body began to trembled. I fantasized about her head falling back, mouth opening to let her moans of pleasure escape. I wanted so much to give her such pleasure.
I was no longer capable of using conscious thought my head spun and my hand began to pound my cock hard and my hips began to pump up and down out of pure sexual instinct matching each stroke. I could feel my cum as it moved up the shaft of my pulsating cock flowing toward the head. My hand moved even faster my grip tightened trying to hold back.
I held on the fantasy of the image of her eyes, as she exploded in ecstasy.
Every muscle in my body tightened, my back arched up as my cock exploded. White hot drops of ecstasy sprayed up to my chest. My body was tight as my hand kept pounding harder, faster. A second burst of cum landed across my abs releasing with it the frustration from this morning's teasing. The next few strokes released most of the cum and frustration from my shaft.
My body began to relax back down into the bed. I kept stroking, slower now, gripping tighter trying to milk every last sensation from it as the last drops of cum dripped out. My hand still held my cock. I wondered if she knew that I was going do this when I got home. I was sure she did but I still knew she wouldn't take it any farther.
"What a fucking tease!" I thought, "Then again she could tease me any time."
I used the towel from my shower to clean myself up. I had worked a twelve hour shift and with the release I just had I found myself leaving the fantasy behind only to get lost in the very same sweet dreams she had told me to have.
Sweet Dreams
Chapter Three: Pay Day
I woke from a dream about Elizabeth. My cock was so hard it hurt. Many of my dreams were about her. After this morning's encounter I knew it would only become worse. It was something I was willing to handle. However, I didn't have the time right now.
I rolled over, looked at the clock. I over slept. It was always hard to adapt to third shift. Got to get my head back into the game, I thought to myself. I jumped up for a quick and cold shower, dressed, and rushed out to get my ass to work. Damn, five minutes late, I thought to myself as I walked through the front doors. My boss, Charlie, always waited up front for his workers. He would give out the nightly work assignments and then go off to find someplace to sleep. As I ran through the door, Charlie was nowhere to be seen. Could I be so lucky?
I saw Dave, one of the janitorial staff. He was in the snack bar area mopping.
"Hey Dave, where's Charlie?" I asked.
"He didn't come in, an emergency or something" Dave replied.
"Do you know who's working then?" I asked.
"One of the daytime, suits I guess." he said.
I was happy I avoided Charlie's wrath. I headed toward the back of the store. It was Friday night and payday to boot. At the back of the store I went through the doors that led up to the second floor. Some of the daytime staff were still hanging around the break room. They were planning on going to the club. Sometimes I envied them, but that wasn't really my scene. I was somewhat shy and the idea of picking a woman up that way... well I wouldn't know where to begin. I quickly clocked in and went over to the window where the receptionist sat. She was packing up her stuff for the day.
"Hey Sally, can I get my check?"
"Hi John, Sorry I don't have them. Charlie won't be here tonight. Liz should have it though. She's back in the manager's office. She's working Charlie's shift tonight"
My heart stopped cold. Did she just say Liz. Liz is what everyone else called Elisabeth but it just didn't seem to fit. Calm down John, I told myself. She's here to work. There is no way she is here for just you. I looked up and noticed Sally looking at me.
"You Okay?" she asked looking concerned.
"Yeah, I just lost my train of thought."
"Well you have a good night. I'm going to go home now." It wasn't what she said.
It was how she said it.
The smile on her face said she knew something I didn't. Was it my imagination getting the better of me. Get real John, your just tired and horny. There was no way she could know anything. I turned and walked down the hall to the manager's office. The door was open.
Elizabeth was standing on the other side of the office, behind the big oak desk. She was looking out into the store through the big security window. I started to knock, then paused. The lights in the office were off. The only light coming into the room was from the window and the door where I stood. Elisabeth was partially silhouetted, which only emphasized the perfection of her slender figure. I drew a deep breath and I gazed upon her beauty. Her hair was up, showing the length of her neck. Instead of her usual dress slacks, she was wearing a dress. It was the classic, sexy, little black dress that it seemed all women owned. Still, few could make it look as good as Elizabeth. It was very form fitting, tight at the waist, and had an open back. As my eyes traveled down, I noticed it stopped just above the knees. She wore black stockings which lead down to a pair of high heels that defined her legs perfectly. This is not what I thought a manger would ever wear to work on third shift.
I knocked lightly on the door and cleared my throat.
"Elizabeth" My voice faltered. Bolstering myself, I continued as she turned to face me, "I'm sorry to bother you, but I was told you had the pay checks."
"John, you could never be a bother." she said with her regular playfulness. She reached for a small pile of checks sitting on the desk and started to shuffle through them. I walked over to the desk. My confidence rising, I took a deep breath.
"If you don't mind me saying so, you look beyond beautiful tonight." Oh God, I thought, was that too much?
"Oh this" she replied looking down at herself. "My daughter had her violin recital tonight. She's twelve and it's everything to her. Since her father and I got divorced he never shows up anymore. Then I had to drop her off at my sister's and come straight here. I'll change later when I get the chance." The smile never left her face, which calmed me down a little more.
"Here it is" she said pulling my check from the stack. It looks like you have a big one"
I had been working a lot of overtime. However the innuendo was not lost on me. Memories of this morning's encounter in the stockroom flashed through my mind. Then pulling off a yellow post it note that was attached to my check she continued.
"Oh actually, I'm not supposed to give this to you until you have your ninety day performance review. Charlie was supposed to do that tonight. Since he's not here, I guess I'll have to take care of that for him" She walked out from behind the desk and leaned back on it next to where I stood. My heart beat a little faster as her skirt slid up and I could see the buckle of a garter belt attached to the top of her stocking. She seemed not to notice. I thought to myself that the other mothers at the recital probably
didn't appreciate the way she was been dressed. She leaned forward her breasts pushing up as she handed the check to me.
"I'll tell you what," she said in a playful half whisper. "'I'll give this to you now if you promise to come back up later, so I can review your performance." Once again the innuendo was not lost on me. My hand reached out to take the check from her.
Oh God this wasn't fair, I thought. I tried frantically to think of something suave, sophisticated, or even at least witty to say. "I Promise," was all I that came out.
At that moment Tony step into the office. It broke the tension but annoyed me all the same time.
"Hey Liz I heard you have our checks?"
Tony had worked here longer then I had. He claimed to have slept with half the women who had worked here. Furthermore he was trying to get together with Elizabeth. Elizabeth looked toward me and rolled her eyes. She put one hand on my shoulder and leaned across the desk to get the checks. Her body brushed against mine. I felt my body tense. Tony gave her the once over and winked.
"Hey Liz you look really hot! You didn't have to get all dressed up for me you know."
Tony truly thought of himself as a ladies' man. Truth be told he had been with more women than me. Most of them were one night stands. He worked on quantity where I felt quality was far more important. Still, Elizabeth was having not falling for it. That was one of the many reasons I found her so captivating. I loved her confidence.
"Trust me Tony I didn't...." her tone had quickly become sarcastic as she handed him his check.
"You can go start facing shelves in the hardware department. Let everyone know that I'll send John down in a few minutes with their work assignments." Tony turned and walked out the door whistling as he went.
Once again she leaned against me and reached across the desk to pick up a clip board.
I inhaled sharply. Oh God, does she know what she is doing to me. I could feel my heart race as the room felt a little warmer.
"Charlie left this list of job assignments. Could you please be a dear and take care of getting everyone started? Three people didn't show up tonight. I trust you to figure it out." Her voice was once again playful. "Once your done come back up, I'll take care of that review," she said as her hand reached up and touched me on the chest. Her fingers trail down to my abs.
I felt more confident after seeing her treat Tony so casually. Not to mention her touch that gave me that familiar feeling that told me I was starting to get hard. I replied, "Elizabeth, I'll take care of everything, and come right back up, I promise!"
I started to turn and she suddenly said in a quiet, almost sultry tone. "John, why do you always call me Elizabeth and not Liz like everyone else does?" The way she said my name made my heart skip a beat. I hesitated.
"I fits you better."
"What do you mean?"
"Well... I..." I found myself stammering. "Well I mean that... I see you as being more sophisticated than just a Liz."
She smiled again. "Sophisticated, How?"
"Liz... well, sounds like a girl who would be happy with the drive thru at McDonald's. I guess I see you as more of a twelve course gourmet meal type. Does that make any sense?"
She smiled. I loved her smile. It wasn't her usual playful smile but something more. It was deeper. I saw a look in her eyes that seemed to pull me toward her. Her body leaned forward. And I found her lips pressing against mine. Her tongue softly slipped past my lips. I responded by leaning into her and returned her affections. The warmth of our kiss sent my head into a momentary spiral. She moaned softly pulling back a little. She was breathing heavy as her forehead leaning against mine. I noticed that her eyes were closed. Her lips parted to let out a big sigh. In that moment I knew she wanted me
as much as I wanted her. She breathed in and she opened her eyes. Her hand on my chest seemed reluctant to push me back. She glanced down and then back up at me.
She whispered "Go get everyone started." Her fingers gently pushed as she said "then come back up just like you promised"
Completely speechless, I pivoted and started walking toward the door. I was stopped by her voice again.
"And by the way, that was just the appetizer," she said softly. "I expect the other eleven courses when you get back."
I smiled as I step through the door to the hallway. My insecurities were fading quickly. That is always how it was with me. When I wanted a woman, I always felt that she wouldn't be interested in someone like me. However, when she lets me know, by her action or her words my confidence rises. I had a very good teacher. She was an older woman who taught me what women really wanted. It was the true secret to women and it was so simple. They are just people. No two were exactly alike, each with their own desires and needs. They may be similar but never exactly the same. Pay attention and they will tell you exactly what they want, even if they don't use words.
I was on edge, part of me wanted to turn around walk back into the office. I wanted to bend her over the desk and take her right then and right there. However the better half of me won out and I moved quickly down the hall to the stairs. I took the steps two at a time. I paused in front of the door at the bottom. I took a couple deep breaths in and out to clear my head. Then I went out to find everybody, give them their assignment, and get back as quickly as possible. There were only four of us working tonight, which was usual for a payday. So, at least this wouldn't take long. They were all in the hardware department with Tony. The cleaning crew was over in the soft line's area of the store redoing the floors. As I approached, Tony gave out a long slow whistle.
"Man did you see Liz? She was hot! I may have to go up and get me some of that!"
"More likely you'll get yourself a fired and a lawsuit to boot!" I replied.
"Come on now, you wouldn't even know what to do with a woman like that!" he retorted.
Part of me wanted to brag. I wanted tell him how good it felt to kiss her, about the look in her eyes, and the sultry sound of her voice when she made me promise to come back. It wasn't worth it. Ignoring Tony's comment I turned to the two other workers. They were new and had only been working a week or so. I couldn't even remember their names. I asked them to go back into receiving and start working the new stock that had come in on today's truck.
As for Tony, well maybe the power went to my head. I looked at the list of assignments for the evening. Tony was listed to clean up in the back stock room. I knew he would just go back and sleep. Since we were short handed I looked for something to keep him busy. Yeah that's the one, I thought to myself with a slight sly smile.
"Tony, Cindy didn't show up tonight so you need to go over and restock the feminine hygiene isle."
I knew he hated that job.
"Ah, Shit! Isn't there something else I can do?" He pleaded.
Yes power had corrupted me, oh well, I thought. Then replied "I know, just get it done then you can go back and clean the stock room. I'll be in the sight and sound stockroom going over inventory"
I picked that job for myself because the room would be lock. If anyone came looking they wouldn't know that I was upstairs with Elizabeth. Tony walked off grumbling. I knew he would get over it and at least he would be busy for awhile.
I walked to the sight and sound department and headed down the stereo aisle. I turned all the stereos to the same station and then cranked up the volume so everyone could hear. We did this every night. It was one of the perks to third shift. I walked around the department pretending to check the shelf stock. I had to put on the act. Fifteen minutes later I started to work my way to the back of the store. As I reached the top of the stairs, I opened the door to the break room and I could feel my heart as it started beating faster. Could this really be happening, I thought to myself as I walked down the hall to the manager's office.
Elizabeth was standing where she had been earlier looking out the security window into the store. I knew she had to seen me as I worked my way back through the store. I walked slowly across the room, taking in her beauty. Her long beautifully shaped legs, her perfect tight round ass, those hips, the slender V shape of her back as it as it came up to her soft rounded shoulders, and the length of her neck. I felt like I was walking into one of my dreams. My jeans became uncomfortable I could feel my cock growing quickly. By the time I reached her It was hard. It hurt a little as the skin became stretched to its limit.
I placed my hand on her right hip. The other hand went a little higher on her left side sliding about her waist. I pulled her to me. I gave her a soft kiss just above her collarbone. I felt her press back against m e. No words were said as I trailed my lips up her neck, stopping just at the back of her ear. Her head fell back and a soft moan escaped her lips.
"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever known" I whispered softly.
She slowly turned to face me. "I don't know why you..." she cut me off by lightly placing her fingers over my lips.
She spoke softly. "You don't have to say anything. I know you don't know why. That's why I want you."
She gazed into my eyes. Her hand slid up the front of my jeans her nails trailing over my cock. I felt myself tremble. This was going too fast. Her fingers stopped at the top of my jeans. Her nails made quick work of the top button. She unzipped my jeans and she leaned towards me her lips pressing softly against mine. Her fingers wrapped around my cock. Her tongue sought entrance into my mouth and she began to stroke me. It was too much. I could feel my cum building fast.
I reluctantly tore myself away from her whispering across her lips. "I don't want to cum yet! Please not yet. I want t-t-too..."
She cut me off, "It's okay. Cum for me, let it go!"
Her words were like a trigger. I lost control. My whole body trembled as I felt that first hot burst of cum release from my cock into her hand. She kept the same slow rhythmic stoking. Then leaned in and kiss me again, deeper, harder than before. My moans of pleasure escaped into her mouth. I could feel my cock shooting my cum onto her hand as she kept up the slow stroking. As I began to come down from the ecstasy high I felt my cock begin to soften.
I could hear myself saying to her; "I'm sorry, I didn't want to... not that fast" My breathing was heavy and I spoke in short quiet gasps. "I... I..." looking into her eyes I continued, "I can do it again."
A smile came across her face. Her eyes sparkled with what I could only describe as desire. "I was counting on that," she whispered as she leaned in and began kissing me again.
I felt as if I was at the mercy of this woman's desires. Desires I longed to fulfill. I let my left hand slide around to the back of her neck, while the other traced down the length of her spine to rest at the small of her back. My fingers moved up into her hair at the nape of her neck. Gently my fingers tangled into her hair gathering it softly into my hand. With a gentle tug I brought her head back as I began to kiss my way down the right side her neck. The moan from her parted lips was soft and deep. I stopped my lips at the center of her collar bone. I carefully untangled my fingers from her hair and slid my hand back to her shoulder. My hand at the small of her back and my other at her shoulder, I slowly turned her and pushed her back to the desk. She followed my lead perfectly as if we were caught in some sensually, hypnotic waltz.
Reaching the desk, I lifted her up on it. My hands slid up the sides of her legs. My fingers caught at the hem of her dress pulling it with them, giving me a better view of her legs. Seeing the top of the thigh high stockings, the strap of her garter belt, and the black lace panties, I fought the urge to drop to my knees. Not just yet, I told myself. I began sliding my hands up her sides around to her back pulling her in for another deep sensual kiss. The kiss was more passionate then before. Her tongue was moving more deliberately, demanding. Her breathing was faster. I could feel her breasts pressing into my chest and her small, soft moans were muffled by our kiss. My hands slid to her shoulders hooking into the straps of her dress and sliding them slowly down her arms. My fingers softly caressed her skin as the dress fell down to bunch at her waist. She wasn't wearing a bra! I couldn't help but look down at the beauty of her perfect B-cup breasts. I let the fingers of my left hand slide up gently, reaching out for her breast I softly caressed it. My right hand went up from the small of her back. My fingers again gathered her dark brunette strands. I pulled on her silken strands ending our kiss.
Her moan wasn't louder but seemed to resonate from somewhere deeper inside her. I began to kiss my way down the other side of her neck. I deliberately and slowly did it kiss by kiss, letting my tongue stop to tease her with gentle swirls. I lips moved down her neck, to her chest. I took the nipple of the breast into my mouth. My tongue swirled teasing it in circles as I let my lips softly enveloped the areola. Her back arched instinctively pushing herself towards the source of pleasure. Her hands dropped to the desk her fingers gripping it for support herself.
She moaned with a whispering gasp, "Your such a tease!" Her back arched, as she inhaled sharply, "Oh God yes!" her body trembled in my embrace.
Hearing her sounds of pleasure excited me. Feeling her body's movements told me what I wanted to know. I was turning her on. My cock responded by beginning to grow hard once again.
My right hand released her hair and slid it around to her right breast. Her breathing was fast. She tried to be quiet, but the soft moans still escaped her beautiful lips. I brought my attention to her other breast and I let my tongue swirl softly around her nipple. My lips covered it with their warmth, softly sucking, coaxing each soft, sigh like moans out of her. Next I gently let my teeth take hold. She almost jumped forward. Her hands quickly moved to the back of my head, grabbing my hair. She pulled me tightly into her chest. Her lips let out a long, hard moan and I felt her hips thrust forward. Her back arch a little bit more against me. I pushed my body into hers holding her on the desk. I lingered there a moment, slowly releasing the pressure of my teeth and soothing her nipple with my tongue. Then with a few soft kisses. I pulled back a little. I felt her body relax melting softly into mine. We held the embraced a moment feeling each other's warmth.
I pulled back to peel off my t-shirt. She looked at me with pure lust in her eyes. Her fingers slid down my chest. Her nails lingering at my abs. Quickly her hands dropped to the top of my jeans. Her nails hooking into my boxers she pulled them down past my hips. The fabric fell to the floor gathering around my ankles. I could tell she was eager for more. I could feel my cock jump at her touch as she stroke me gently. Not yet, I thought to myself, and began kissing my way down across her stomach. Slowly I dropped to me knees forcing her hand away from my cock. Naturally her hands went back to my hair, gently urging me to continue. My lips kept kissing down, slowly teasing her even more. I wanted to drag out every lingering kiss, letting my tongue make gentle swirls. I wanted her hot. I wanted her hotter then she had ever been before.
I stopped at the top of her black lace panties. The smell of her perfume mixed with the enticing aroma of her wetness. I wanted to taste her so badly. I resisted. It was much harder to do this time as my desire for her reached new heights. My cock still feeling the latent sensations from her touch, I moved my head back. Her fingers slipped from my hair to rest on the edge of the desk. Carefully I lifted her left leg to my shoulder bending her knee. Looking down at me expectantly she slowly lowered herself back on the desk. Her body trembled slightly. I heard soft moans. They were almost like whimpers, sounds of unfulfilled desire. Desire that she wanted so desperately to be satisfied. I kept teasing. Maybe the power was going to my head again.
I kissed the inside of her thigh starting at her knee. I worked my way up slowly. My lips stopped at the top of the stocking, my Breath hot upon her thigh. My hands were shaking as I reached to unhook the garter belt. Mt fingers fumbled with front buckle then the back. I was trying to move slowly but my desire made my hands faster move faster then I wished.
I lifted her right leg up and placed it over my shoulder like I had done to the other. This time I went straight to the buckles, undoing the quicker than before. My right hand went up to hook around the top hem of her panties. The left hand slid up her inner thigh to the bottom of her panties. Oh my God she is dripping! My body trembled, and I tensed up as I felt the heat of her.
Her hands reached up behind, gripping the far edge of the desk. Her hips pushed up against my hand. I could feel her legs pressing down hard on my shoulders. Her whole body tightened with desire. Through her panties I could feel the soft form of her pussy lips. I could feel her neatly trimmed bush as I let the left hand linger. Applying a little pressure where I felt her clit was, I rubbed it gently through her panties.
"Oh God I'm cumming again," she cried out. "Oh, Yes, yes..." Her voice trailed off into softer moans as her hips lowered again.
My body was on fire. I could think of nothing but bringing pleasure to this woman. I Slid my left hand over I hooked my fingers into her panties. I raised my head and kissed her just above the hem before I started to pull them down. My lips trailed along with them as they moved. I paused for a moment. My tongue reached out for her clit making little circle motions. It was not long, before her hips pushed up again and she moaned intensely. I continued down, her panties slowly peeling them away from her. My tongue slipped between the folds of her hot, wet lips. I felt my body tremble at the exquisite, sweet, taste she had to offer.
I breathed her scent in deeply as I continued to pull her panties down. I Slid them off of one foot only to leave them hanging on the other. My hands went to the top of her legs. My shoulders raised her hips up as my tongue reached the entrance. I prepared myself for a taste of paradise. I dipped my tongue into her hot flesh. I teased the entrance for a few more moments, circling my tongue, before pushing it in and then circling it again. I began sliding my tongue back up through the fleshy folds. I teased up until it reached the nub of her sensitive clit. The tip of my tongue gave gentle soft flicks at first: A circle, then two, three. I buried my face into her. I let my lips settle around her clit. I applied enough sucking pressure to pull it completely out of hiding place and I began to work it with my tongue.
She was still laying all the way back on the desk. One of her hands moved to my head, gripping my hair tightly. The other was still reaching across holding the edge at the far side. I was done teasing. I began to work her clit faster, faster. Her hips bucked up hard, lowered and raised again as waves of ecstasy began to tear through her body. I let one finger slip slowly into the entrance of her pussy. I felt her hot juices drip down my hand. I searched just inside for that little rough spot; that, little cluster of nerves that I knew would bring her even more pleasure. I found it. I began letting the tip of my finger press gently in circle around it. I tried to match the movements of my finger to the rhythm of my tongue on her clit. Her hips now lifted and dropped quickly, almost rhythmically. Her moans became louder blending in with deep gasps as she still tried to hold back. I slid a second finger in teasing her G-spot then dipping deep within her. I Slid my fingers back out only to tease that sweet spot again.
My other hand held tightly around her waist trying to hold myself against the motion of her hips. Her hand gripped my hair tighter, pulling me in harder. I ignored the pain. Her moans were hard and loud. She gasped deeply for air as she became completely unbridled from her inhibitions. Her back arched, then fall back down, then arch again. She came again and again. Her moans became near screams hand across her own mouth. Her lips parted. Her teeth came out to bite down on her fingers muffling her screams. The hand at the back of my head held me in tight. Her juices filled my mouth. I kept working my tongue and fingers swallowing as much of her sweet nectar as I could. Her back arched pressing her ass hard into the desk. Her whole body shook as her legs pressed down hard on my shoulders. I could feel as her toes pointed against my back Then I heard what I had been working so hard for.
"Oh God, stop... please! Stop I can't... I can't take any more." I flicked her clit a couple more time making her body convulse. The hand in my hair jerked my head back hard and let go. She rolled part way onto her side, small tremors racing through her body.
I stood up and looked down at her. She had an amazing glow about her and at this moment she looked sexier than ever before. My rock hard cock was pulsing and was more than ready for her. I took her by the hips and urged her to turn back over. I wanted her amazing legs and ass on perfect display. She moved willingly, straightening her legs then spreading them, moving her feet farther apart. She arched her back bringing her pussy to the perfect height. She was preparing for me to penetrate her. I looked down at her beautiful, steaming, wet pussy.
Damn, I heard that familiar voice. Not too fast. Tease her. Make her want it even more. I stopped for a moment and then moved. I slipped the head of my throbbing cock in just past her hot folds of flesh. I felt as a wave of pleasure ran through me. I let a few more inches slide into her and then slide back till it was almost out. My eyes closed because if I looked at her I knew would lose control. I repeated the process. The next push I gave another inch further, trying to tease her. I was finding that I was teasing myself also. Again I pushed a little deeper than before then almost out.
"Oh God, you are so hot" I moaned out. The words just flowed out with no real thought. I wanted to just lose control. I looked down at her. Her head was turned toward me. The look in her eyes was beyond desire, beyond lust. It was primal.
"Oh God...Fuck Me... Fuck me hard," She gasped out. "Oh God please fuck me hard..." she said, now in a deep muffled cry of desire.
I slid, almost out. Then with both hands on her hips I thrust forward, hard, plunging every inch of my rock hard cock into her. Her head dropped against the desk as she bit her lower lip trying to muffle her screams of ecstasy.
"Oh God, yes like that, just keep fucking me" she cried out.
I began pounding hard, fast... then harder and faster. I felt my body giving up control to my natural desires. My hips began to move faster than I could ever consciously will them to. I could feel the walls of her pussy convulsing as waves of pleasure rippled through her body. I tried to hold off, but kept slamming my cock into her. I could feel the desire building. The lust for her was taking control.
"Oh God.... No!" I moaned out. Those few words expressing all of the pent up frustration I needed to release but still wanted to hold on to. I knew I was going to cum. I looked down at her. I saw my cock sliding in and out of her dripping pussy. God it's so amazing! My body trembled.
"Oh God, yes...Yes!" I moaned out again. "I'm going to cum!"
My hips thrust hard into her. My body convulsed as I felt my cum racing up the shaft. I let out a primal grunting as my cum burst past the confines of my cock filling her hot pussy.
"Oh God yes! Give to me! Give it to me!" she cried out making no attempt to be quiet.
I kept pounding her, watching as my cock slid in and out. Every muscle in my body tight as I gave her all I had. Each inward stroke sending more cum into her. Cum spilling out of her, dripping onto the desk, spilling on down to the floor with each pull outward. I felt it all draining from me. I slowed myself. I kept fucking her, in and out, using every inch of my cock, slowly stroking her. Feeling her walls squeeze and release against the hardness of my cock,. I felt a quick sensation shoot out through my body. My body convulsed as I slammed hard and deep into her one last time. Finally reliving myself of the last drops of my fluid, milking the last sensations of ecstasy from my now trembling body.
I let my cock slide all the way in and stopped. I leaned over her one arm braced against the desk. The other arm wrapped around her pulling her to me. I felt the sweat on her back. Her body trembled just as mine was. She pressed back against me as we both stood in unison. My arms wrapped around her from behind holding her, feeling her breath, her heart beat as it slowly began to subside. I could only think that she could feel the same from me. My cock still inside her, began to grow soft. We held the embrace for several minutes, neither one of us speaking. She gave out a deep sigh and began to turn around facing me.
"I never dreamed..." she said.
"Neither did I..." I replied.
We embraced a moment more and then stepped apart. She looked at her watch.
"Oh God", glancing toward the window "Do you think anyone heard?" she asked. She looked out but everyone was in their place working.
"I think were okay. I turned the stereos up pretty loud." I replied. Then looking in her eyes, I smiled.
"How did I do on my review?" I playfully asked.
"Well you are definitely are getting a raise!"
"I thought I already did that twice?" I quickly replied.
She giggled softly.
"We better get dressed," I suggested and began pulling up my pants.
She reached into her bag. She pulled out jeans and a t-shirt.
God she looked good in anything, I thought.
"Did your daughter really have a recital tonight?"
She looked down. "No," she said quietly
"Then you dressed that way for me?"
Dressed now, she leaned into me and kissed me. "Yes"
The feeling I had in that moment meant more to me then all the rest.
"We shouldn't leave at the same time. You go first. I need a few moments" she said.
I slowly walked backward toward the door, taking in her beauty one more time. I passed through the door walked slowly down the hall. I hoped that it wouldn't be another ninety days before my next performance review.
